Things that mean nothing

Spending a lot of time on computers isn't something I like doing; I'm fortunate not to have to for work, have no social media other than Hive and generally stay off computers and other devices as much as I can which is why I've managed to never own my own computer.

I've been using my guy's computer; it works because he has a personal computer and one for work which I'd never touch naturally, and because I'm not interested in using a computer, avoid it where possible, it's usually available if I need it.

Yesterday however, I came home and he was more pleased to see me than usual and it wasn't long until I realised why; he'd bought me a computer! What a sweetie and a nice Saturday surprise.

This is probably when you expect me to talk about my brand new shiny computer and all the amazing specifications...sorry but I'm going to disappoint you because he didn't buy me a new one, he had one of his older ones, about five years old, totally refreshed, rejuvenated, regurgitated, renewed, refixed...I don't know what the word is but it was apparently "slow and clunky," using his words, and now is not so slow and clunky. It's a really nice Toshiba with an Intel Core i7 thing and a Windows thing and some other RAM things that mean absolutely nothing to me. What matters to me is that it turns on and I can make my way to where I need to with a few clicks and can find the off button when I'm finished. That's all I need...and the cute mouse he got me as well of course.

My guy tried to explain something about the RAM thing and something about operating a system or something like that but I wasn't really listening all I wanted to do was try it out. He helped me get it set up with some pages and links and bookmarks, yes I know what bookmarks are, and before long I was tapping away on my own computer making this post.

I didn't know I was getting it, didn't even know he still had it, however we'd had a conversation about buying one for me but I refused to considering I don't use it much. He figured the next best thing was to recondition, or whatever the word is, his old one and he tells me he's really pleased with how it came out and I'm happy we saved a lot of money by not buying a new one.

I called this post things that mean nothing which refers to the computer jargon...what means so much to me is that I have a guy who thinks of these things and wants to provide for me, something I love. I do the same in return of course, and I love how we think alike when it comes to making use of what we have rather than simply spending money on a new thing.